Category Archive: poem

‘Resembled love’

Resembled love   Pretty as a perfect picture and she gave me sly smile and a wink. I was weary of a beautiful woman who tempted me and ran.   She listened to… Continue reading

Rate this:

Play me

You I lived and died in your love. You were my sweetest nights and loneliness days. I would do it again, even knowing the ending. ——————————————————– Play me Your hands upon my wanting… Continue reading

Rate this:

I have no regret

I have no regrets   “A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bad days become less painful with time and distance.” No regret I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, year 2000. I liked to… Continue reading

Rate this:

‘Forget me not’

Forget me not —- She told me, flattery will get you everything. Please make me feel loved and wonderful. I need someone, to be their, everything. Even if just sweet lies dear Poet.… Continue reading

Rate this:

I was condemned

I was condemned after I saw your face   I was looking for the wide open road and some kind of freedom. She sat alone on a barren road on the back road… Continue reading

Rate this:

‘A dance with death’

                A dance with Death.   (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to… Continue reading

Rate this:

Strangers, trains and planes’

Strangers, trains and planes   She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in Monterey soon. I will meet you at the Monterey coffee shop on Tuesday. She held a silence… Continue reading

Rate this:

‘The weeping song’

(The weeping song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words)   The weeping song.   I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will… Continue reading

Rate this:

The Medicine wheel

Wisdom of the Medicine wheel   I have been lucky. Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the… Continue reading

Rate this:

You are in Paris and I’m here.

You are in Paris and I’m here (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts.)   You are in Paris and I’m here   I hurt myself again today and I allowed… Continue reading

Rate this: